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Date: Tue, 17 Mar 1998 11:27:05 -0800
From: Adam Gaverluk
Subject: CRD: drinking_song.crd by Moxy Fruvous
Drinking Song
Written and Recorded by Moxy Fruvous
>From the album Bargainville (WEA CD-93134)
Transcribed by Adam Gaverluk (agaverluk@wwdc.com)
C5 A7
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No capo
Intro and Chorus:
G D7 G
And the band played on
G C5 D
As the helicopters whirred
C A7 G Em
Drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn
G D G
My senses finally blurred
Verse:
D7 G C5 G
He was a rock, to the end a solid reminder
Am D7
Couldn`t deny a friend
D7 G C5 G
We lived in the noise and the sweet amber posion
Bm C
Peekin` up the skirt of the end
D7 G C5 G
And we`d drink, two gnarly dudes and some records
Am D7
Much like plates of black food
D7 G C5 G
We filled up our faces, saw some far places
Bm C D7
Stood on the roof in the nude
-Chorus-
Verse:
Between poles, he said we`re like cows in the grass
Brushing off flies
Chaise lounging around standing up, falling down
`Till we no longer opened our eyes
And we`d drink, ever notice how drinking`s like war
Cup `o` troops o`er the gums
To the end of our health a campaign `gaisnt myself
Armed with bourons and scotches and rums
-Chorus-
Verse:
Think of bombs, we`re poised on the edge of disaster
Whether it`s right or it`s wrong
We opened the window, played some Nintendo
Sang a few bars of some pretty old song:
G C G D G
Irene goodnight, Irene goodnight
G G7 C
Goodnight Irene goodnight Irene
G D7 G D7
I`ll see you in my dreams
Oh to dream, those impotent bones of extinction
Flying graceful and free
None but the best cause the man cannot rest
`Till he`s finally beaten his me
-Chorus-
Verse:
`Till the end, he passed out on the sun deck that morning
Quietly saying goodbye
But I was so hammered I sputtered and stammered
Told him he couldn`t just die
He was a rock, went straight for his own armageddon
Face froze in a grin
Ambulance flyin` in I never drank again
Can`t really call that a loss or a win
-Chorus-
